
Life bends to meet the light
while it's roots remain grounded by it's longing
It must weather the seasons of creation
while drawing wisdom from it's shadow
And thus the seed of it's beginning expands beyond the confines of any reason
It is a blended dance a symbiotic grace
within the paradigm of least resistance
And as the winter's bitter winds lay bare its
tender reed
It offers itself willingly to the genesis of it's creed
Preserving the bounty of its truth within the new spring's seed.
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